I try not to be anxious
or over sentimental
i try not to be jealous
there where i can spell
Spill no golden footprint
on a milky road
on a muddy good print
lies a golden load
For this earth we walk
endures us with compassion
so pass it on yes talk
make tolerance our fashion
That it gave us a chance
in carrying by giving
and moves us into dance
so gifted 'we are living'!
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I would like to translate this poem
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